it!

Looking at the scimitar that was close at hand above his head, Shen Lang instantly gasped.

Careless!

He's still too young after all!

Although he received Zhao Yun's gift package, he has what Zhao Yun has learned all his life.

But his actual combat experience is a capital zero.

After all, this was the first time he had gone on the battlefield to kill an enemy.

But when you first enter the battlefield, it is a battle of life and death.

The reason why the god of war claims to be the god of war from the grassland is not that he himself is bragging B.

He does have two brushes.

This calmness and speed of reaction in the face of emergencies alone are many times stronger than other Turkic barbarians.

Sitting down, the horse was shot out of the head and was dying.

But when his body trembled violently and he was about to fall off the horse at any time, he actually seized the opportunity and slashed at Shen Lang with a knife.

A critical blow has been unleashed!

With the life of a horse, in exchange for a human life, earned.

Neat!

And at this critical moment, Shen Lang's forehead couldn't help but be covered with fine beads of sweat.

If you want to dodge this knife, it is obviously too late.

So what to do?

Do you want to die under the sword of this damned Turkic barbarian?

A deep unwillingness swept through Shen Lang's whole body in an instant.

Male's Gobi, fight!

Life and death are downbeat, and if you don't accept it, you will do it!

Shen Lang turned his heart sideways, gritted his teeth, and made up his mind in his heart.

I saw that his whole person instantly became imposing, and the silver spear in his hand stabbed at the chest of the God of War.

One life for another!

The god of war was immediately shocked!

Although the scimitar in his hand had reached the top of Shen Lang's head, Shen Lang's spear that poked the head of the war horse was also on his chest.

In the face of this volley, Shen Lang did not choose to dodge, but chose to continue to attack!

It's a desperate rhythm!

Even though the God of War has been on the battlefield for decades, his heart is also panicked at this time.

He believed that his sword would definitely take away the head of the blood-armored general.

But he was more convinced that he would not be able to dodge the tip of the gun that had reached his chest.

This is a killer move that will end in the same fate!

Lao Tzu is the god of war from the grassland!

And what about this blood-armored general?

He's just a nobody.

Die with him?

You should be stupid!

In this moment, the god of war made a subconscious choice.

I saw that he gave up his continued attack on Shen Lang and lay down backwards suddenly.

As the war horse he sat down collapsed violently, his flat body fell to the ground even more quickly.

"Boom!"

With a muffled sound, the god of war and he sat down and slammed the war horse on the ground.

Shen Lang missed a shot, but he didn't feel the slightest frustration, but was overjoyed!

Lao Tzu is still alive!

When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!

At the most critical time, the god of war was instigated.

"Die, coward!"

Shen Lang roared excitedly, and stabbed at the Ashi God of War on the ground with one shot.

The god of war rolled violently on the horse, rolled to the side, and successfully dodged Shen Lang's shot.

He was immediately overjoyed and prepared to get up and flee.

But who knows, Shen Lang deliberately let him dodge this shot.

Because only in this way will the God of War expose his ass to Shen Lang's silver spear.

Looking at his slightly raised ass, this is a special tendency to run away!

Shen Lang immediately grinned "hehe", and the silver gun in his hand played a spear flower, and stabbed it fiercely at the ass of the god of war.

Aren't you the god of war from the steppe?

The master exploded the chrysanthemum of the god of war!

The Gentian Bright Silver Spear swept in an instant with endless killing intent.

The god of war felt that his ass was cold, as if he was not wearing pants.

The fear that came from nowhere made him tremble.

"Kill him for Lao Tzu!"

The god of war gritted his teeth and roared.

Only when the Turkic Iron Cavalry stops this blood-armored general can he have a chance to escape!

But before his words fell, he heard a "poof".

The tip of the spear with a bloodthirsty glow stabbed into his chrysanthemum.

"Ahh

The god of war immediately let out an incomparably desolate scream.

The heart-rending pain swept through his whole body in an instant.

Especially the chill that seemed to pierce into his stomach made his muscles burst out and his face was hideous.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand and covered his chrysanthemum, endured the heart-rending pain, and turned over suddenly, wanting to roll down the hillside.

Take advantage of the favorable terrain to escape.

I have to say that the god of war is really cunning!

Shen Lang had already seen through everything.

Last time in Youzhou, I let this kid escape.

See you again today, how can you let him run away again?

Not killing him is not enough to avenge the blood of Youzhou!

Not killing him is not enough to comfort the soul of Youzhou Erlang in the sky!

This man will die!

It doesn't matter if you're a Turkic forward general or a steppe god of war.

Tonight, Master is not only going to explode your chrysanthemum, but also to pop your balls!

"Leave the balls!"

Shen Lang immediately roared, and the silver spear in his hand stabbed at the limbs of the god of war.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

In one breath, Shen Lang stabbed out four shots in a row, directly cutting off the hamstrings and tendons of the God of War.

The god of war was lying on the ground and let out an incomparably miserable scream.

"Aren't you the god of war from the grassland?"

"Master will give you a chance tonight, and you will have to fight with Lao Tzu for three hundred rounds!"

Shen Lang was condescending, pointing the silver gun in his hand at the nose of the god of war and shouting with disdain.

The god of war endured the sharp pain in his body, and stared at Shen Lang with a hideous face.

Your uncle's!

You said it earlier!

Lao Tzu has now been picked off by you and broken his tendons, how can he stand up and fight you?

That's so deceitful!

At this moment, the god of war can't wait to skin Shen Lang, eat his flesh, and drink his blood!

But he has no chance of creating a business.

"Master gave you a chance, it's you who is so useless!"

Shen Lang gently poked the chest of the God of War with the tip of the gun, and said with hatred that iron is not steel.

And just when Shen Lang wanted to continue to pretend to be B and continue to be hi, the Turkic barbarians around him who were stunned in place reacted instantly.

Shameless!

When they heard Shen Lang's words just now, these two words invariably popped up in their minds.

They think they're shameless enough!

But I never thought that the blood-armored general in front of him would be even more shameless than their Turks!

"Kill him! Save the General! ”

"Warriors from the grassland, slaughter this damned Han people!"

The surrounding Turkic barbarians roared angrily at Shen Lang.

But even though they shouted loudly, they were also very imposing.

But this group of grassland warriors refused to step forward one by one and started to coddle them.

Because they had already been frightened by Shen Lang's vicious way of killing!